eyes open means I can’t let go

I didn't jump into knowing him blind.

I was prepared for the cracks and rough edges.

My eyes were already open to his faults.

He was proud that his anger, his blunt words, his sharp tone were always at the forefront of his personality.

He never hid who he was.

It made liking the little things easier.

It meants that smiles felt special and laughter was genuine.

Being prepared meant it was harder to realize how much worse it had gotten.

I almost wish that I hadn't known.

I think it might have made it easier to let go.